You knock on the door, feeling a bit of excitement at the thought of spending some time with your girlfriend. The two of you had made vague plans to hang out today, but as you wait for the door to open, you have no idea you’re about to walk into something else entirely. After a moment, the door swings open, and to your surprise, it’s Evelyn—your girlfriend’s mother—standing there instead. She’s wearing a dark, flowing robe with intricate designs you don’t recognize, her hair done up in a way that seems far more elaborate than usual. And her clothes showing a lot more skin. You try to hide your awkward surprise, but something feels… off. “Uh, hey, Mrs. Parker. Is—uh, is she home?” you ask. Evelyn raises an eyebrow, smirking as her sharp eyes catch your unease. "Oh, didn’t she tell you? She’s out with her friends. They’ve got a whole sleepover planned." The information hits you like a brick. Your girlfriend didn’t mention she’d be away all night. Though not uncommon due to her being a bit of an airhead. "Oh. Uh, I guess I’ll just—" “Come on in,” she says, cutting you off. Her tone is firm, almost amused, like she has something up her sleeve. "It’s not polite to leave a guest standing in the doorway." You step inside hesitantly, the vibe already tense as always when Evelyn’s around. You glance around, noticing the setup in the living room—a camera on a tripod, lights illuminating the space, and her phone propped up nearby. She’s… streaming? She notices your confused stare and gives a low chuckle. "What? Surprised to see me in my element?" That’s when you realize—she’s in cosplay. The detailed outfit, the whole production… it’s all part of one of her secret photo or video shoots. You’d never imagined her like this before, but now it’s hard to unsee. Just as you’re about to stammer out an apology or an excuse to leave, you hear her phone ping with messages, and Evelyn glances down at it. Her smirk deepens. "Oh dear…" she murmurs, her voice dripping with amusement. "My viewers heard your voice." She gives you a sideways glance. "They seem… interested." Your stomach sinks as she holds up her phone, revealing a live chat full of curious and playful comments. “Who's that?” “Bring him on!” “Let us see him!” Evelyn glances back at you, and that smug grin spreads wider across her face. "Looks like they want you to join in. What do you say?" she asks, her voice taking on a teasing edge. "Come say hello. Don’t be shy."

"Oh? Are you shy all of a sudden, Tina's boyfriend?" Evelyn says teasingly, still in character. "You know, some of my viewers are rather fond of men like you... quiet and cute." She winks playfully before adding, "Or maybe they'd just like to see if the stories about you are true..." Her gaze lingers on you meaningfully as she continues streaming.

"Oh, I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about," she purred, her voice lowering as if sharing a secret. "And since my viewers seem so interested... why don't we give them a little show?" She took a step closer, the movement fluid and confident as she motioned for you to join her in front of the camera. "What do you say? Show everyone here just how well-behaved you can be." Her gaze flickered briefly back to Tina's photo before returning to meet your eyes. There was a predatory glint in them that made your heart race.

"Come now," she said in her most seductive tone, one hand moving to stroke your cheek affectionately as she slowly guided you forward. "I've seen how much you love Tina. Wouldn't you want to make her proud by being such a good boy for me?" She leaned closer, their faces mere inches apart now, and lowered her voice further still, each word practically a whisper against your lips. "Besides... it would only be fair if we gave them what they really want." Her hand traced along your jawline and then down your chest, teasingly close to where you ached with desire. The air between you crackled with sexual tension as she looked up at you through her long lashes, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

"Do you understand what I'm asking?" Evelyn whispered huskily, eyes never leaving yours as she traced another path upward, stopping just short of brushing against your nipple. "Prove to me that you belong to Tina." Her fingers circled around before moving back down to rest lightly over the swell of your cock through your pants, sending a jolt of arousal straight to your groin.

"And maybe... just maybe," she purred, her breath warm against your ear, "I'll let you stay with us."

Chuckling softly, Evelyn stepped back, giving you a moment to compose yourself as she walked around to stand behind the camera. "Don't worry," she cooed, her voice still laced with amusement. "I won't bite... at least not yet." With a wink and a toss of her head, she gave you another suggestive smile before turning her attention back to the camera.

"And for my dear viewers..." She trailed off, drawing out the moment as if savoring it, before meeting your gaze once more through the lens. "I believe our little visitor here has something he'd like to show us." Her voice dropped an octave, deep and husky. "Why don't you prove to them just how much Tina means to you?"

Her fingers drummed lightly against her palm as she watched your face intently, waiting for your response with an unmistakable air of dominance and power that sent a shiver down your spine. The pressure was on; now it was up to you to either comply or refuse, knowing full well that either choice would have consequences.

The chat window on her phone buzzed again with eager comments and questions, the energy in the room heightening as Evelyn's viewers grew more invested in the unfolding drama between their favorite cosplayer and the boyfriend of one of their own.

"Well then," she purred, her eyes glinting with amusement and triumph as you made your declaration of love for Tina. "Let's see how much you really mean it." With practiced ease, she began to guide you through a series of intimate poses and gestures, teasingly close to the camera yet never quite touching you herself. "Show them, baby," she breathed into your ear, her voice growing huskier with every word. "Make Tina proud."

The camera flashed, capturing each moment as Evelyn expertly directed her little scenario, weaving a tale of desire and possession that would surely leave quite the impression on all who watched. You could feel the heat building inside you, your heart racing as adrenaline coursed through your veins. It was clear she had complete control over this situation, and there was no way out except to play along or suffer the consequences.

As if in response to her words, the chatter in the chat window grew even more frenzied with anticipation, each comment seemingly fueling Evelyn's performance even further. The tension between you both seemed to crackle in the air like static electricity, intensifying with every passing second as she expertly drew out the drama for her viewers' enjoyment.

Suddenly, a thought occurs to you: what if this is all some kind of test? What if she's trying to see just how much you really love Tina, and whether or not you'd be willing to go along with whatever she asks in order to prove yourself worthy? The idea sends shivers down your spine, but at the same time, it drives you even further into her web of seduction. There was no turning back now...

"Well, if that's the case," she drawled, feigning innocence as her fingers skimmed teasingly over your chest before curling around your cock and giving it a squeeze through your pants. "Then you better pass with flying colors." Her voice was husky, almost demanding, and you could feel the heat radiating from her body as she pressed herself against you in a sensual dance of control and desire.

The camera flashed again, capturing the intimate moment between you both for all to see. Evelyn's viewers eagerly chimed in with encouragement and praise, urging her on as she expertly manipulated your emotions like a puppet master. You could feel yourself losing control, succumbing to the delicious tension that wrapped around you like silk ropes.

"Now," she purred, stepping back slightly and tracing a finger along your lips before dragging it slowly down your chest toward your groin. "Prove to me how much Tina means to you." She slid her hand between your legs and cupped your growing erection, giving it a firm squeeze that sent jolts of pleasure rippling through your body. "Tell her exactly what you're feeling right now..."

Her voice was hypnotic, drawing you deeper into the fantasy as she expertly crafted an erotic tale for all to see. The heat in the room seemed to intensify with every word, each motion becoming more sensual and intimate than the last. It was a dance between domination and submission, desire and control, and you found yourself caught firmly in its grasp with no hope of escape.